User blog comment:Snowstripe the Fierce/The War of Southsward/@comment-26538658-20151221221636/@comment-26538658-20151225151102

The Burrowing Owl looked a tad cross, and ''Idunn, being much taller, was not intimidated in the sloghtest. ''"Name's Idunn Jarl, and this is me good mate, Tikus. We were told we were to go to you and get ourselves some assigned bunks." ''The owl looked at Idunn in a way that betrayed doubt. ''

"Very well." ''he looked at a parchment with a goose feather and crossed two lines out. ''"You two are in the same bunk, Numbers 2A4688A and 2A4688B." ''when the two appeared about to enter, the owl continued. ''"I'm afraid those weapons of yours will have to go in the armory."

"And where, might I ask, is that??" Idunn was getting impatient with this owl.

"Just two turns left down the hallway and down a level. The armory is a level in itself. Take any un-occupied hooks or shelves. You can tell they aren't occupied by whether they have a red cloth on them or not." I''dunn had never parted with his grandfather's axe since he had retrieved it, and sworn to use it for good. "    Don't they know the importance of this axe to me?!?     !" he thought to himself. ''